It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

Han Zixiao didn't think it was exciting, yesterday was the first time in his life when someone said he was not good-looking in front of his face, and he was deeply shocked.Han Zixiao looked at Chu Ruihong, "I heard that King Ling's coming to Beijing is the emperor's intention."

"King Ling wants to put the Regent to death, I just gave him a chance." Chu Ruihong said: "The brothers killed each other, and no matter who wins or loses, I can reap the benefits."

Han Zixiao said thoughtfully: "Have you ever thought about it, why does the King of the Mausoleum always fight against the Prince Regent?"

"It may be that there is a feud between their brothers, but I don't know the details. However, the reason for their confrontation has nothing to do with me. I just need to watch them kill quietly."

Han Zixiao thought about it, Chu Ruihong just wanted to reap the benefits, as for why the snipe and clam were fighting, it really had nothing to do with him.In this battle, Han Zixiao was just a pigeon that tipped off the news.

Han Zixiao left the palace and went straight to Yushitai. It happened that Liu Qinghe was going out to investigate a bribery case. Han Zixiao didn't want to go back to the palace, so he went with him.

The place to go is a bit far away, after finishing the work, when Han Zixiao returned to the palace, it was already Xu time.

"Is the princess available for dinner?" Uncle Song asked Han Zixiao when he saw Han Zixiao came back.

"I went out today and haven't eaten yet."

"Then the princess will rest for a while, and the old slave will send someone to prepare for the princess."

"It's work."

Han Zixiao hastily ate his dinner and drank a cup of hot tea, and it was time for bed.Back in the room, Chu Muqing was already there, and Han Zixiao called him lord.

Chu Muqing, who was undressing and getting ready for bed, asked casually, "Where did you go today, and you won't even come back for dinner."

"Xiaguan and Mr. Liu went out to investigate a bribery case, so they came back late."

Chu Muqing responded casually, and without another word, put her outer robe on the shelf and walked towards the couch.Seeing him lying down on the edge of the couch, Han Zixiao also took off his clothes, stepped on the edge of the couch, and wanted to step over Chu Muqing, but Chu Muqing's eyes were open, and the two looked at each other. Ziyun and Gong held hands on the swing, feeling guilty, rolled inside and lay down on the side.

After Han Zixiao lay down, he lay on his side facing the inside, motionless.I thought in my heart that there was no love between him and Chu Muqing, so there was nothing to be guilty of, but I still didn't dare to look at Chu Muqing directly.

Chu Muqing's voice came from behind, "Aren't you cold?"

Han Zixiao was wearing thin obscene clothes, and the quilt was uncovered, so he was not cold, "Yes, a little bit."

"Since it's cold, put on a quilt."

"Yeah." Han Zixiao still turned sideways, wriggling like a worm into the quilt. The quilt was warmed by Chu Muqing and it was very warm.

Not long after Han Zixiao got into bed, Chu Muqing's chest was pressed against her.Han Zixiao's body, which was cold outside the quilt just now, was warmed by the pressed chest, but it was extremely tight.The two were married for three days, and only the first night of the bridal chamber was intimate. These few nights they slept separately.

Han Zixiao knew that he was just a spy, and his marriage to Chu Muqing was only temporary, so he didn't dare to ask him anything.As for Chu Muqing, who had few desires in the first place, having fewer sexual intercourses was just what he wanted, and then there was the issue of body position.

Behind Han Zixiao was Chu Muqing's chest, and at his waist was Chu Muqing's hand. This posture was very ambiguous.Han Zixiao wasn't quite sure what Chu Muqing's intention was, did she imply that he had sex tonight, or did she simply want to cuddle?

What kind of expression is on Chu Muqing's face at this moment.

Han Zixiao was curious, so he turned his head slowly, but finally gave up, closing his eyes and just pretending that Chu Muqing hugged him on a whim.

The emperor hosted a banquet in the palace in honor of King Ling, and invited the regent and his uncle Fan Youcheng, and Han Zixiao, who was the princess, also went together.When passing through the imperial garden, he happened to meet Concubine Fang, Fan Yuying, Fan Youcheng's daughter.She is the highest rank among the six embroidered women selected into the palace, and she is temporarily in charge of the affairs of the sixth palace.

When Fan Yuying saw Chu Muqing, a blush appeared on her face, she blessed her body, "I have seen the prince."

Chu Muqing said: "There is no need to be too polite."

Fan Yuying pursed her lips and looked at Chu Muqing, "I heard that the prince got married a few days ago, and the concubine failed to come to congratulate him in person, so I just came to say congratulations to the prince today, I don't know if it's too late."

"It's enough to have a heart, not sooner or later."

Fan Yuying was obviously very nervous, and the smile on her lips became more and more bitter, "The prince can be accompanied by someone, and the concubines are happy for the prince."

The more Han Zixiao looked at Chu Muqing, the more he felt that something was wrong. Fan Yuying's eyes on Chu Muqing clearly implied something.

Chu Muqing kept a straight face, "My king is going to a banquet, so I will take my leave first."

Fan Yuying blessed her body, "The concubine will not disturb you, the prince will go slowly."

Chu Muqing bypassed Fan Yuying, and Han Zixiao also bypassed her.After Chu Muqing walked a few steps away, Han Zixiao turned around and saw Fan Yuying looking back.

Han Zixiao sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that Uncle Guo's daughter had a crush on Chu Muqing.

Han Zixiao said with ulterior motives: "From the point of view of the following officials, there must be countless people in this world who admire the prince, regardless of gender."

Chu Muqing glanced at him lightly, "Among the innumerable, do you, Han Zixiao, count?"

Han Zixiao smiled, "Of course."

At the banquet, Han Zixiao and Chu Muqing sat on the left seat, and King Ling sat on the right seat, which happened to be opposite.At the beginning of the palace banquet, there were songs and dances to add to the fun, and the maid in the light gauze butterfly dress came in with light steps, flung out her sleeves, and jumped away.

Chu Ruihong was wearing a dragon robe and sat on the upper seat, looked at King Ling and then at Chu Muqing, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

After the dance, King Ling stood up holding the cup, and said to Chu Ruihong: "The emperor hosted a banquet for my minister, and I was overjoyed by the flattery, so here is a toast to the emperor."

Chu Ruihong raised his glass, "Uncle Sanhuang, you are welcome."

King Ling raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and the eunuch next to him poured another glass for him. King Ling looked at Chu Muqing, "The last meeting was in a hurry, and I didn't have a good time with my brother. Today I am lucky to meet you. I will toast you first."

Han Zixiao also got up together with Chu Muqing, picked up the wine glass, Chu Muqing said: "Brother Wang has come from a long way, I should do it first to respect." After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank without leaving a drop.

King Ling followed suit and said loudly, "Refreshing!"

Another group of dancers dressed in cool clothes entered the hall. The leading dancer covered her face with a light veil, her eyes were alluring, her figure was enchanting, her waist and buttocks were raised, and her dancing posture was very beautiful.

Han Zixiao stared at it for a while, Chu Muqing saw that he was very fascinated, she leaned into his ear and whispered, "Why, looks good?"

Han Zixiao smiled stiffly, and replied in a low voice, "It's not very pretty."

Han Zixiao picked up the wine and took a sip, just in time to see King Ling who was opposite him looking at the dancer leading the dance so fascinated that he almost drooled.This is not surprising, from what he said that day, one can tell that this person likes beautiful women.

After the dance was over, the dancer was about to step down when the King of Ling shouted, "Wait!"

The hall fell silent, Qi Qi looked at King Ling.

King Ling got up to attend, and looked around at the dancer leading the dance, "This dancer's dancing posture is so enchanting, but why does she keep covering her face, is there something unspeakable that cannot be revealed in the world?"

Chu Ruihong and Fan Youcheng looked at each other, and Fan Youcheng said: "The King of Mausoleum is thinking too much, but she is just a dancer in the palace, so there is something hard to hide."

The dancer lowered her head slightly, and the King of Ling saw her blushing with joy, "This king just thinks that it is not proper etiquette for a dancer to not even show her face after dancing."

Although Chu Ruihong could not understand King Ling being so arrogant at the palace banquet, he could take this opportunity to win him over, and said: "What Uncle Three Emperors said is very true."

Chu Ruihong looked at the dancer girl, "Take off the veil soon."

The dancer took off the veil obediently, and under the veil was a beautiful face, coupled with that graceful body, a natural beauty.King Ling was elated and stared at it for a long time.

Han Zixiao only saw the side face, and was very curious about the woman's appearance, so he stretched his neck slightly.Chu Muqing beside him coughed lightly, and Han Zixiao felt a pair of cold eyes looking at him, so he had to sit down obediently.

Lingwang Lang laughed a few times, "I heard that there are three thousand beauties in the harem, but I didn't expect a dancer to be so stunning."

The dancer blushed and said, "My lord, thank you."

"This king has always been straightforward and never exaggerated."

Chu Ruihong and Fan Youcheng looked at each other again, Fan Youcheng nodded lightly, Chu Ruihong understood, and said to King Mausoleum: "Uncle Sanhuang lives in the palace, so it is inevitable that he will be lonely. I will be the master today and reward this dancer girl to the Three Emperors Uncle, accompany the emperor uncle, and hope that the third emperor uncle will not dislike you."

The King of Mausoleum was very happy when he heard the words, "I thank the Lord for your kindness!"

Chu Ruihong glanced at Chu Muqing, but Chu Muqing didn't say a word, just drinking quietly.

Afterwards, the palace banquet continued, and a new batch of dancers came in and continued to twist and dance away.

King Ling got a beautiful woman today, and he was very happy in his heart. He raised his cup and toasted Chu Ruihong again, pretending to be emotional: "I remember the last time I saw the emperor, the emperor was still a young man of eleven or twelve years old. , now the emperor has grown up, enough to be alone."

Chu Ruihong sighed with ulterior motives: "It's right to be an adult, and it's not enough to be alone. All the big and small affairs of the court are handled by the regent, and I'm just going through the motions. I don't have the opportunity to be alone."

Chu Ruihong was sarcastic in front of everyone, King Ling naturally heard it, smiled, looked at Chu Muqing and said: "This is the fault of my brother, the emperor is the emperor after all, and the younger brother really should be an assistant. But after a few years, the emperor has grown up, and the younger brother is still clinging to the power of the government, so it shouldn't be."

Chu Muqing's face was light and calm, "Brother Wang doesn't know anything about being far in the south of the Yangtze River. Now everything is up to the emperor himself, and the power of the government has long been out of my king's hands."

King Ling said: "But as far as I know, more than half of the imperial court's military power is in the hands of my younger brother. It must not be my misunderstanding."

King Ling approached step by step, and Chu Muqing responded calmly, "The military power is only in the hands of this king temporarily, and when the time is right, it will naturally be returned to the emperor."

King Ling smiled, "This king thinks that the so-called time is ripe is just an excuse for my brother."

Chu Muqing took a sip of her wine, "Brother Wang must think so, I have nothing to say."